Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Cape Verde and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Graham Central Station to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Scion. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Alison Limerick,
Idris Muhammad,
Mad Mike,
Liliput,
Bluetip,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Beau Brummels,
Jacob Miller,
Audionom,
The Young Rascals,
John Coltrane,
The Cure,
Josef K,
Clear Light,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Dead C,
Pantytec,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Connie Case,
The Names,
Terry Callier,
Tom Boy,
Fear,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Susan Cadogan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jeff Lynne,
Sugar Minott,
Warsaw,
Marmalade,
The Fall,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Main Source,
Khruangbin,
Bang On A Can,
The Slackers,
Japan,
The Electric Prunes,
Pussy Galore,
The Golliwogs,
Arcadia,
Banda Bassotti,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Chris & Cosey,
Das Ding,
David Axelrod,
This Heat,
Masters at Work,
Mars,
Bauhaus,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lou Reed,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Monks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eurythmics,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.